Lyrics:
fools with a baseball bat
Started having sex at only 14
Imagine OG wears his clothes
All crisp and clean
Got pregnant had a baby in December
She won't see
2 14s from a quadruple 7
Type of calculations make you get your soul right
When next time you meet with the reverend
We go a run this shit up till we
you can't skip steps is the best
Even though the vets hold a .47 with a vest
Now that's a wise investment
Or a concept to try and hide divine
time for Wes Lee[03:19.05]It's go time, NXT and back ready by next week[03:21.86]I stay strong[03:23.26]Proving all my life I belong[03:26.34]They held
twenty-four karats
If why'all niggas don't feel me, then I blame it on your parents
'Cause Tash fuck it up, don't twist it up wit luck
My style is cold like
Rocking bugs bunnies
New J’s and karats on em
Feeding crackheads bunch of villains here
Only hero in veins, watching
All these zombies walk by
Damn there go
hemisphere
Try defend for your rights or fend for a
Light to get sorta fried the bed pole is right
The next quarter might could end your demise
Is best for
Ayy[00:11.73]Niggas keep bumping old shit, let's give them new shit[00:14.41]Pull up in a big body, me and gang in like two whips[00:17.68]Outside
and the publishing advanced bro-bro
View taught me 'bout the value of my IP
Realest nigga ever like it's written on my ID
Soul is not for sale so you labels couldn't
the mud
14 karats in my studs
So much money it's a drug
On some queen sleeze shit, all these niggas is my sons
But they don't got no cousins, lil' bitch I'm
for. I mean the next generation, ya' heard me?
Are you ready? [Yes I Am!!!!]
1st Verse: [Master P -- Fiend]
[Master P:]
Somebody musta' told these
and beam your loved ones to the fortune and fame you
are lookin' for. I mean the next generation ya' heard me?
Are you ready? [Yes I Am!!!!]
1st
the river on the way to the sea
If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it
twenty-four karats
If y'all niggas don't feel me, then I blame it on your parents
'cause tash fuck it up, don't twist it up wit luck
My style is cold like I
hatin'
24 karat gold teeth but your lyrics copper
Ima do it proper bring the chopper lets go take them out
Like we tryna fuck, bring 'em here, let's go
cuz you'll reap what you sow
Bro influenced by a whole world of crooked scorn
Born clean but by 14 it you took it on
90% hoofs and horns where
back as a special guest by special request
And I want to thank my son for loaning me this microphone once again
They may have to wrestle to get it back
next
Left, right, left
Step-by-step
I lay my heart out, mind in
Kept my breath
Left, right, left
Step-by-step
They take one soul, two souls
I lend mine
white just
Like fight night we be weighin' in
P.d is ma pieces 20 karats Jesus say amen
Tricked of with my new bitch
She was half black and Malaysian
time to look back
I got no time to relax
I got no time to wonder if it could be better with ex
I got no time to worry about what could happen next
I got
me, better stay in your lane
Never try me, all your effort in vain
14 karats on a two plated chain
Bitch I promise you'll remember the name
Yeah
thinkin' 'bout me next week
She can really try but won't be able to forget me
Break the bank
Give me hate
When I make a million I'mma move down to L.A
It
the bombest head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got fam, don't need your pussy anyway
OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats
I'm a soul taker, fuck the law makers
'Cause I'm a case catcher, my lawyer get big extra
Yeah, I'm a ho snatcher, but if that ho ratchet
I'ma Joe
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